C911 The Great War Old Monk
C911 The Great War Old Monk
Under such circumstances, if the other party added another 18 arhats, then the one who would be at a disadvantage would definitely be him.
However, Lan Tian wasn't afraid. After all, that palm strike just now... The opponent had been planning for a long time. He had come prepared, and he had hastily accepted the challenge. Under such circumstances, he could even fight to a draw with his opponent. Then he naturally had confidence at this moment.
"All things come!" Lan Tian shouted.
With his shout, nine cold swords suddenly appeared in the air.
The nine white Cloud Stones, which were the size of millstones and formed the clouds, were extremely hard.
There were also nine black, thick Wind Shields formed by the wind.
The nine cold air swords and the nine Cloud Mist Stones were exactly eighteen in total. They attacked the eighteen arhats ferociously.
The remaining nine wind shields fiercely collided with the old monk. At the same time, Lan Tian moved. His target was, of course, the old monk.
The old monk had used the eighteen arhats to deal with Lan Tian, but he had never thought that Lan Tian would be able to use the natural law to his advantage. It had gone beyond his imagination.
One should know that when Lan Tian first came into contact with the natural law, it was Xing Yue who made a sword for his Dantian. It wasn't until Lan Tian comprehended the sword intent that he found out that humans could use their mind to command these natural objects.
Later on, his natural laws became more and more powerful, and it was no longer limited to commanding the Sword of Nature. There were also rivers and stones.
But because his own strength was not strong, every time he used them, he would encounter all sorts of small problems.
Unlike today, with just a thought, there would be extremely powerful natural objects that would be easily manipulated by him.
When the old monk saw that Lan Tian was actually so familiar with the natural law, he felt bitter in his heart. If he knew this earlier, he wouldn't have acted tough and stood out.
However, in this world, there was no medicine for regret that could be sold.
Facing the nine wind shields flying towards him, the old monk didn't dare to be arrogant. He quickly chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!"
A large hand brought up a huge wave, and with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas, it ruthlessly slammed towards the wind shields.
Boom!
The nine solid wind shields were instantly shattered by the old monk, but he himself was also forced to take three steps back by the force of the impact.
At this moment, his eyes narrowed. Lan Tian had already followed him like a shadow, and he threw a punch at the old monk's face.
The speed was too fast. There wasn't even time for the sonic boom. The old monk wanted to fight back, but it was already too late.
* Hong! *
This punch didn't use all of Lan Tian's strength, but it also used all of his strength.
With a cracking sound, the old monk's Protective Divine Arts exploded. The old monk's nose was completely shattered, and more than ten of his teeth were sent flying.
"Ah!"
The old monk let out a miserable cry. His huge body was sent flying more than three hundred meters away, and blood splattered all over the place.
When he had just stopped retreating, Lan Tian had already arrived. He sent a side kick toward the old monk's chest.
However, he quickly retracted his leg when he was halfway through his kick. With a flash, he dodged the attack from behind.
It turned out that there were ten arhats who had blown up the Sword of Nature and Cloud Mist Stone that were attacking them, and attacked Lan Tian fiercely.
These guys were all first-class experts. With ten of them attacking at the same time, Lan Tian had no choice but to dodge.
However, Lan Tian's Air Sword and Cloud Mist Stone were not completely useless to them. Three arhats were unable to dodge the attack. They were severely injured and fell down. Another five were lightly injured.
Although they were lightly injured, it also slowed down the movements of these five people.
"Thief Lan, you dare to injure our old abbot? You must kill him today! One of the Arhats with big ears shouted. He took the lead and charged at Lan Tian once more.
"All living things come, kill!" Lan Tian didn't say anything. Instead, he used nine air swords, nine Cloud Mist Stones, and nine wind shields once again.
This time, none of these three natural weapons went to greet these arhats. Instead, all of them flew towards the old monk. Lan Tian himself also charged towards the old monk once again.
As the saying goes, when you shoot someone, you shoot the horse first. When you capture a thief, you capture the king first. And when you take advantage of his illness, you take his life!
This old monk's martial arts skills were really too high. Once he recovered his strength and joined hands with these arhats, Lan Tian was afraid that it would be very difficult to deal with him.
Therefore, he had to get rid of them first!
As long as the old monk died, it would only be a matter of time before he took care of these arhats. Therefore... Lan Tian was gambling!
He was betting that his speed was faster than these arhats!
However, this was a very dangerous matter because this would expose his back to these arhats.
If his speed was not as fast as the other party's, or if it was not much faster, the consequences would be unimaginable.
However, in this life, which day would he not gamble?
He gambled on fortune, youth, emotions, and his life!
In short, whether it was intentional or intentional, whether you wanted to gamble or not, you would not be able to escape from this circle.
As for the dangers, they were everywhere! In this world, there was no absolute safety.
It was still the same saying. Tomorrow and the accident, no one knew what to do first.
Since that was the case, he had to live in the present. If he made the right bet and lived freely, he would be the winner of his life!
Eighteen arhats, oh, no, three severely injured arhats had fallen. There were also fifteen arhats. These fifteen arhats would never have thought that Lan Tian would ignore their existence and ignore their fierce attacks. He launched another round of attacks at the old monk.
This showed how determined Lan Tian was to kill the old monk. On the other hand, it also showed how much he ignored these arhats.
How could the men not be furious?!
However, in this world, if one wanted to kill someone, one must have strength. Just anger alone was useless.
The fifteen arhats had used up all their power, but they were still unable to catch up to Lan Tian.
This was the difference! This was also strength! This was even more confidence!
As for the old monk, he originally thought that since the Luo men were here, he could take the opportunity to treat them and adjust his condition. At that time, he would launch another attack at Lan Tian to take revenge!
Of course he had to take revenge. As the saying goes, you don't hit people in the face, you little bastard. Not only did you blow up the nose of this old abbot who has lived for more than a hundred million years, you also blew up all the teeth in this old monk's mouth. More than ten of them were sent flying. Then how am I supposed to gnaw on my bones in the future!?
One had to know that gnawing on bones was the greatest hobby of this old monk's life!
Now that his teeth had been broken, how could the old monk not be angry!?
Just as he was about to sit cross-legged in the air to treat his injuries, he suddenly saw that Lan Tian didn't play according to the rules. He actually ignored the attacks of fifteen arhats and launched another attack at him.
The old monk was anxious and scared. He looked at the weapons that were flying towards him. He shouted angrily, "Kid, did I kill your father or steal your wife? Is it worth you pestering me like a mad dog?"
After cursing, he pushed his hands forward and shouted anxiously, "Buddha's Light Illuminates the World!"